and somewhat underserved bonus, but it wasn’t guaranteed,
and no one should think they were owed it.
Yet, she could change Emily’s life. She had the power to do
that right now with her decision. She was holding the power of
someone else’s happiness in her hands. Emily was young. She
was good. She was truly wonderful. She was maybe a tad
spoiled and naïve, but at heart, she was incredible. She’d
inspired Dani. Made her forget all about her previous losses
and hurts. Emily’s aura was so magnetic that it made Dani
believe anything was possible. That was a true, rare gift, and
even if it had only lasted for Dani for a few days, it was more
kindness than she’d known in the past eighteen years of her
life combined.
She could sacrifice for herself. She could hurt herself. She
could make herself believe she didn’t deserve good things
because life was just shit and hard and it happened to lots of
people that way. It wasn’t out to get her, and she wasn’t
anything special, but she couldn’t do that to Emily. She
couldn’t steal Emily’s laughter, her wonderful smiles, her
golden glow, or wreck her future.
Radcliffe was right about that. Dead right. If she cared about
Emily at all, she’d do this for her because it was the right thing
to do.
“Alright,” she whispered, her voice cracking and finally
breaking. She didn’t stick out her hand. She whirled around,
blinking furiously, and headed straight to the counter. “But I
won’t do a single thing until I have an iron clad contract.”
Radcliffe nodded. “Tomorrow morning you’ll have several
buildings listed in an email. I have a listing agent who can take
you to see the ones you like. We’ll deal with the paperwork